Lost my path in a drunken stagger
Thought with some poems, I got some swagger
Got countless reasons to live, to throw away the dagger
But the heart isn't satisfied, the mind is still a nagger
Isn't it madness??
To wish to throw up a perfectly reasonable life
To rebel against a perfectly reasonable world
And to run away to the woods, or to some bunker
To rot and die, like some ship that's sunken?
How do I go on
When there's nothing to be lost or won?
When whatever you do, death must always be borne?
My faith in the world is gone
My only wish in life is to be left a-lone
To descend into my madness and hide
To not have to work, just let my time bide
Until I am forever gone
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Existential poems
PoetryPoems about life, existence, the universe and 42 (hope you understood that reference). They will make you think about the world in a different perspective.
